Chapter 39: Handling the Youngest Child with Care

Zhao Minghua remained unaware of the affairs involving the Xiao clan, yet he had finally encountered the true authority. Upon returning home, he hurried straight to his mother’s courtyard.

"Greetings, Mother."

"Oh? Has the sun risen in the west today?" Mrs. Zhao glanced up at the descending sun. "And it doesn't seem to be setting in the east, either."

"Mother, what do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean? You, a man who is always so busy, how did you find the time to come see me? Speak your mind."

Qin Ming knew he should not let his current state show, nor allow Cheng Xin to sense it; he did not want her to be distracted by his own troubles.

Jiang Anyi smiled slightly. The reputation of "Jiang the God of Wealth" had spread throughout Dezhou and Lizhou. One must worry about others coveting one's own prosperity. Currently, the Empress was looking to get her hands on the perfume industry, but if he could help the common people grow wealthy, it would become a testament to his capability as an official—the people would benefit, he would gain fame, and the Emperor would be pleased.

"Whoosh!" Amidst a powerful gust of wind, with a sound like a city wall breaking, the massive merchant ship steadied itself in that very instant, becoming the first to anchor securely at the Xiangyin wharf.

Jiang Bo pondered inwardly. It seemed the Cloud Whale clan were likely on friendly terms with the Chang clan, both being subordinates of the Earth Mother. Perhaps Lin Luo’er was an old acquaintance of that Chang Ji. However, Zhong Xiu had never heard the name Chang Ji, noting only that the clan leader of the Changs at the time was named Chang Fufeng.

After a week of research, I brought K-Ge to the entrance of Ke Xin’s bedchamber. Utilizing wood-attribute energy through a sword-finger gesture, I successfully manifested a vast expanse of roses—roses that would not be crushed by the weight of gravity.

Preparing to depart the next day, Xuan Yun gave me three iron spheres. The first was filled with gold bars and spirit stones, the currencies used for trade among the Eight Great Families, which I could use for expenses within the academy.

His thoughts in disarray, Jiang Anyi did not force himself into meditation. Instead, he paced the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking up at the star-filled sky. The stars shimmered, mysterious and unfathomable. The Emperor’s hurried summons brought a sense of unease; clearly, the Crown Prince’s decision to personally welcome him at the Long Bridge had brought him nothing but trouble.

Yun Chen’s eyes flickered with tenderness. He placed a hand on Shen Siyu’s waist, saying nothing, simply allowing her to hold him tightly.

After a moment of contemplation, Yun Chen began to weave hand seals. A white light flashed beside him, and the figure of a Tyrannosaurus Rex materialized out of thin air.

"The plan is a bit hasty," I remarked. "Using just an iron chain to restrain a super-powered human seems unlikely to work. I think we also need to disguise ourselves to look severely wounded."

Jiang Wuyan was here, too... but he was not yet prepared to meet her or know what to say.

Liu Xin shouted once, shoved Yue Yanhua aside, took possession of the computer, and began to watch with great interest.

For those who had followed the Human Emperor in years past, this scene was all too familiar. Their knees buckled involuntarily, and they knelt to the ground, followed by an overwhelming roar of voices from behind.

Xiao Lang was growing impatient. These people were truly dawdling. Did they not know that wasting time was wasting life?

Unexpectedly, after the chieftain of the Black Water tribe expressed his gratitude to Chen Dong, the people from the other tribes followed suit, one after another.

Yuan Yiyi was regaling Lin Yun with tales of her past romantic exploits, bragging about how she was an academic powerhouse in her senior year of high school, how many people had liked her, and how many awards she had won.

Before long, her phone rang. Seeing that everyone in the dormitory was asleep, Wu Zhizhi took her phone and went out to the public balcony to answer it.

Therefore, he felt no anger at being interrupted by Kong Yuxiao; he simply made a snide remark and prepared to continue explaining his thoughts.

But the resistance lasted only a brief moment before the planetary greatsword began to shatter from its tip. In the terrifying energy of the explosion, Xuelong’s figure was swallowed whole.